My stepson is smart. He knows his mom and dad make the decisions. He knows his mom and I never (why would we?) speak.
He knows I have less authority than a teenaged babysitter. “What are you going to do?” he says sarcastically over a giant bowl of Cheerios. “Call my mom?”
I’m over at Motherwell Magazine with a story about what can happen when mothers and stepmothers work together. If you are a stepparent or stepchild, I would love to hear your thoughts and stories in the comments section!
And as always, thanks for reading.